Bite your lip

"Are you sure about this?" Blaze asked for the umpteenth time.

Arabella nodded. "I am."

He released his grip on her and assessed her with hooded eyes.

She gasped as he hoisted her in his arms suddenly and strode to the enormous bed. And then, gently, he laid her on it.

"Tell me to stop if I am hurting you. I don't want..."

"You are not hurting me," Arabella said, cutting him off.

He was already too gentle. Yet, she wanted him to go as rough as he could.

Nevertheless, she liked how he was going slowly, although teasingly.

"Shove me when I am going too fast, and I'll stop." Blaze rushed out.

And then he flushed. He was hot, freaking too hot. He wondered if it was Arabella's semi-naked body that was for his view alone or the way she was staring at him that made him feel that way.

Still, he couldn't back down. He didn't want to act macho, and at the same time, he didn't want to act like a coward.

Of course, he was scared of hurting her, but he doubted he would not stop when she tried to s